One thing about Fran was she was fickle
Would turn on the charm and then let it trickle
Like the sticky syrup of a melting popsicle
She’d promise you millions, then give you a nickel
Oh, forget about her, let’s go get a pickle
That nonsense was written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – fickle
… and I believe I said last night there is ALWAYS a song. How about this one?
Leigha Robbins 
Haha! Good one. Thanks for the smiles
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Love it!
Glad you do, it was kinda fun to write.